Sword Venerable Ling Tian

0"Hehe, I thought you were so strong, but now you're still acting like this. You really are a disgrace to our Lord Ghost King."    

    

After the Ghost King's voice faded away, a cold laugh rang out from the Six Paths of Samsara, the one behind the giant bell.    

    

After which, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering, roars of an angry dragon began to resound throughout the Infernal Realm.    

    

Furthermore, everyone suddenly felt that the surrounding Air had become scorching hot.    

    

The surrounding yellow sky also gradually turned crimson.    

    

The sudden change in space was astonishing.    

    

Combined with what that Phantom Lord said, could it be that this fellow still had a helper!?    

    

Sure enough, before anyone could be surprised, a fiery red divine dragon drilled out from behind the giant bell.    

    

This divine dragon was too huge.    

    

It exceeded the knowledge of everyone present.    

    

The head alone was thirty thousand meters long.    

    

The dragon's body hovered in the sky, blotting out the sun.    

    

It was as if a huge continent was pressing down on them, causing the Ghost Clan army to be so shocked that they couldn't even breathe.    

    

"Dragons, dragons!"    

    

"Moreover, it is a sixth grade prehistoric dragon clan expert, the ancient Tassel!"    

    

"The Tassel has appeared!"    

    

quasi-emperor Yama and the others had heard of the legends of the Tassel.    

    

Since ten thousand years ago, they had already discovered traces of the existence of Tassel in the Infernal Realm.    

    

Above the mark, there was a shattered sky. On the ground, there was scorching hot lava and even space had been melted.    

    

It was evident how terrifying this Tassel was.    

    

And now, this divine dragon's entire body was bathed in flames, and lava was flowing down. Adding to the fact that it had such a figure, its aura was actually not inferior to that of the so called Phantom Lord.    

    

It was one thing for there to be a Netherworld Ghost King, but now, it was not enough for another Ancient Tassel!?    

    

This made the hearts of many of the Ghost Clan sink.    

    

Coming to the Yellow Springs this time, wasn't he courting death?    

    

"Tassel?"    

    

However, even though Ling Tian was facing the Ghost Lord and the Tassel alone, the unguentum did not retreat at all.    

    

Isn't the Tassel's aura strong!?    

    

Of course he was strong, and in fact, in Ling Tian's opinion, he thought that he was stronger than this so-called Ghost King.    

    

But, is Ling Tian afraid?    

    

No, Ling Tian did not know fear.    

    

Moreover, it was the dragon race, a rank six prehistoric level dragon.    

    

The stronger he was, the more excited Ling Tian would be.    

    

Because, Ling Tian's current Heavenly Dragon Transformation should also be levelled up.    

    

At the very least, they did not exist in the Clear Sky Realm.    

    

Ling Tian was already prepared to give up. Perhaps the Primordial Dragon Clan would go to another immortal world to search.    

    

However, he hadn't expected to see a prehistoric dragon before the Netherworld Kingdom's Yellow Springs.    

    

Not only that, he was an absolute warrior among the prehistoric rank, a Tassel!    

    

Before Ling Tian, he had heard from the Princess of the God Realm that in the God Realm, there was a Tassel under the dragon race's two primordial True Dragons.    

    

This Tassel can be considered to be a powerful combat power after the Ancient Zhu Long.    

    

He didn't know if the one in front of him right now was that Tassel or not.    

    

Furthermore, Ling Tian had once heard from the Lao Hou that his enemy was the Tassel.    

    

Ten thousand years ago, it was the Tassel that descended from the skies and landed in front of Yellow Springs. Under its sneak attack, it heavily injured him and fell into the lower realms.    

    

"From the looks of it, the Tassel that had appeared before Huang Quan should be the one that had heavily injured Lao Hou."    

    

Then, this could be considered the enemy's narrow path.    

    

Although Ling Tian still could not feel the aura of the Lao Hou.    

    

But no matter what, Ling Tian would never let this Tassel go.    

    

However, from the Tassel's words just now, Ling Tian heard something strange.    

    

The tone of the Tassel did not have much respect for the Ghost King in front of it.    

    

Moreover, from his tone, the person in front of him was not a real Ghost King!?    

    

No wonder there was a fatal loophole.    

    

"Tassel, cut the crap. You don't have the right to mock me. Capture this Ling Tian. Everything you need is right in front of you. Whether or not our plan succeeds will all depend on this time!"    

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That Luo Yan Mo Yan's Ghost King said.    

    

"Hehe, I don't need you to remind me how useful this Ling Tian is to me. I'll take him down myself!"    

    

The voice of the Tassel in the sky sounded out like thunder, following that, the Tassel's gigantic head pressed down as it looked at Ling Tian.    

    

"I heard you know that sword, so why don't you show me how powerful you can be!"    

    

Her tone was full of disdain and contempt for Ling Tian.    

    

Ling Tian naturally would not use the mysterious sword technique.    

    

That was his last resort. Right now, just one sword strike was enough to heavily injure this Tassel, but there was still the Ghost King.    

    

Although Ling Tian was excited because he had discovered a Tassel, the current situation was indeed thorny.    

    

"Oh?" "It seems that you don't dare to anymore. Fine, since your Imprisoning Sky Hand cannot stop me, I can only capture you. Let me see what sort of technique you have cultivated to possess my Dragon clan's body."    

    

Seeing that Ling Tian did not move, the Tassel lost its patience. Its dragon body moved, and like lava, the dragon claw rushed down, grabbing Ling Tian.    

    

This claw was truly terrifying.    

    

It was as if the sky itself had been torn apart.    

    

The ghost soldiers retreated in fright, while Qin Mingyue and the rest all had extremely cold expressions on their faces.    

    

They knew how difficult Ling Tian's current situation was, but they also knew that they had no way to help him.    

    

Seemingly worried about the Tassel, that Phantom Elder also did not plan to give Ling Tian a chance to catch his breath. Tens of thousands of Sword Intent surged within the black wheel, once again transforming into a shocking sword, sweeping out.    

    

He and the Tassel, one in front and one behind, one above, blocked off Ling Tian's path to advance and retreat.    

    

Right now, Ling Tian who was in front of the giant bell, other than resisting the two great Innate Techniques, there seemed to be nothing else he could do.    

    

Ling Tian frowned, the complete Six Magma Cauldron had appeared.    

    

No matter what, he had to first block this joint attack.    

    

"Hmph, Tassel, I have waited for ten thousand years. Today, you finally dare to emerge from the underworld!"    

    

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the top of the Ghost Clan's army.    

    

As for this figure, Ling Tian was far too familiar with it.    

    

It even made Ling Tian's nose sour and his eyes turn red.    

    

"Lao Hou?"    

    

This sound, belonged to the Lao Hou!    

    

Ling Tian suddenly turned around, and looked in the direction of the voice.    

    

He discovered that, at some point in time, the ground beneath the feet of the Ghost Race had begun to crack.    

    

Lava began to gush out from the cracks in the cracks in the earth that spanned tens of thousands of li.    

    

A terrifying aura surged up from the ground.    

    

They were both flames of magma, and also a very frightening scorching aura. The only difference was that this magma was dark red in color and filled with the aura of hell.    

    

The Tassel was like an outsider, but the Flame under his feet was the genuine Hellfire.